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eyes and was precious.  Everyone got a kick out watching Luke with her because he was so big and she so tiny.  Luke was a doting father and didn’t mind retrieving the baby for Jamie to feed in the middle of the night.  When Rosie had her belly full, Jamie and Luke sang her lullabies and she would soon fall asleep again.
                  Jamie beamed and said, “She’s beautiful.  This is my first time away from her.  We can’t stay long, but Tessa said it would be good for us to get out for a little while.”
                  “I’m so glad you did so I could meet you.  I’m sure she’s gorgeous,” Abby said.  “I can’t wait to see her and meet everyone else, too,” Abby said.
                  Joe said, “Speaking of having to leave early, let’s sing some before ya’ll gotta go, Jamie.  Abby, you’re in for a real treat.”
                  “I’ve no doubt,” Abby said.
                  Elliot was happy to stand back and watch Abby with all of his friends.  He was extremely pleased that they all seemed to like her so well.  Jake gave Abby her beer and poured one for Elliot.  He led her into the barroom and she took it all in.  She smiled as she saw the wall with the Lakota display and went to examine it more closely. 
                  Owl had followed them over.  “So, sister, what do you think?” he asked in Lakota.
                  “It’s beautiful.  The dream catchers are so colorful and the beadwork on the clothing is remarkable.  Please tell whoever did it that I said so, Owl,” she said.
                  “I will do that.  How is it that you know Sioux?” Owl asked.
                  “Wabasha, where I’m from, is as far as I know the oldest city in Minnesota and was originally home to the Sioux.  They’re part of the fabric of our community and I’m friends with several.  They taught me over the years,” Abby said.
                  “I’d say you learned very well,” Owl said.
                  Abby smiled at him.  “The same goes for your English.”
                  “Thank you.  Well, I’ll let you get seated,” Owl said with a friendly pat on her shoulder.
                  Elliot drew her over to a table and they sat down. 
                  “You didn’t tell me that you know quite that much Lakota,” he said.  “You’re holding out on me.”
                  Abby gave him a coy smile and said, “A woman has to have a little mystery.”
                  He smiled.  “I guess so.”
                  “I’m sure there are things I don’t know about you yet,” Abby said.  “We’ll have fun learning about each other.”
                  Elliot met her gaze head on and said, “Yes, we will.”
                  Something about the look he gave her made Abby feel a shimmer of awareness of him on a more primal level, and she suddenly wished they were alone.  Then the music and singing started and the moment passed, but Abby didn’t forget it.  Even as she tapped her feet and clapped with the rest of the crowd, the memory of that look stayed with her.
                  Abby noticed how Jake kept coming out onto the dance floor with Rebecca or sometimes asked Lacey to dance.  Elliot had told her what a good dancer he was, but she thought that he was one of the best dancers she’d ever seen.  Lacey was spectacular as well. 
    Elliot enjoyed watching her laugh during the raunchier songs and clap along with the beat.  Her animated mannerisms were a treat to watch.  He found that she responded very emotionally to the type of song played.  During love songs, she held his hand and if the song was a faster number, she swayed and stomped her feet.
    At one point, Jake came over to their table and asked, “Elliot, is it okay if I